#BlackLivesMatter: All Good People

There are dogs in the yard, howling at the moon
There are sinners like me our judgment’s coming soon
And I stand at the bottom of this dark and lonely well
Saying “please give me answers so I might escape Hell”

I watched from my window as they gunned down unarmed men
Tried to say it’s not my problem: couldn’t happen to my friends
But the truth is they’re my brothers, and they’re my countrymen
And if we lose our better angels, we won’t get them back again

Come on and raise your voice above the raging seas
We can’t hold our breath forever when our brothers cannot breathe
Come on and raise your voice above the raging seas
We can’t hold our breath forever when our brothers cannot breathe

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Our brothers cannot breathe
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Our brothers cannot breathe

All good people, won’t you come around?
Won’t you come around?
Won’t you come around?
All good people, won’t you come around?
Won’t you come around?
Defend your brothers
All good people, won’t you come around?
Won’t you come around?
Won’t you come around?
All good people, won’t you come around?
Won’t you come around?
Hold up each other

Sea Witch

Seaweed hair, nacreous crown of sea urchin needles –
a mermaid came to my cave, I stole her starling voice
now her soprano soaks my skin in youth, her vibratto
my perfumery, I suck that music dry as mackerel bones,
for I live off notes and rhythm, my voluptuous hips
are perfect for drowning men in my curves, shipwreck
siren I, fishnet trap for those full of wish-longing.

Avila – Wailin Jennys

Oh sweet peace, never have you fallen
Never have you fallen upon this town
Oh sweet peace, never have you fallen
Never have you fallen upon this town

The black crows are loaded
With the call of things discarded
The ribboned shard of battle
And everything burned
Have they forgotten we live here
Do they think that we gave up
Lay down and grew over
Weeds at every turn

Oh sweet peace, never have you fallen
Never have you fallen upon this town
Oh sweet peace, never have you fallen
Never have you fallen upon this town

I will not rest
Until this place is full of sunlight
Or at least until the darkness
Is quiet for a while
And we will not wait
For that murder to come calling
The night will simply fall
And the morning will rise

Who Will Take My Place? – The Duhks

If they shoot me down to shut me down
Who will take my place?
If they bring an army into this town
Who will take my place?
If they rule this land and silence me
When I’m laid out with injury
When my words won’t matter anymore
Who will take my place?
Revolution you are not my hope
Who will take my place?
There are flowers painted on these stones
Who will take my place?
When the silence of oppression dies
Overheard beyond the battle cries
Are the words of final compromise.
Who will take my place?
When the dogs of war are on the land
Who will take my place?
When you forfeit life to take a stand
Who will take my place?
When the dreamers fear the simplest thoughts
When the bloodshed takes all that you’ve got
When this world’s an empty creaking floor
Who will take my place?
If they rule this land and silence me
When I’m laid out with injury
When my words won’t matter anymore
Who will take my place?
Who will take my place?

Read more: Duhks – Who Will Take My Place Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Crazy Man Michael

First fell the ravens.  Then the condors.  Then the messenger pigeons, with bleeding heart breasts.

Finally, came the legions of angels, ichor on green grass.  Hundreds upon thousands, bereft of sputtering halos – bloody swords, gold armor, tunics with the Lion of God emblazoned on torn chests.

I fell in the archangel’s arms, flesh ruined, wings broken.  He cradled me and sobbed, called my name, over and over.

My spirit fled and he?  He carried on.  Crazy Man Michael, his raven’s heart pierced by a fiery sword, cursed to see clearly and tend the garden.

Underground Railroad Lullaby

Lyrics sung from the perspective of a runaway on the Underground Railroad

Oh heavy moon
I wanna sing about you
and how that stream
flows crystal blue

Through these Appalachian Mountains
and the hills I call my home
you linger, softly shining
in the heavens, all alone.

Heavy moon, shine down on me
heavy moon, by your grace I’ll be free
when the North Star falls
overturned by sunshine’s call
you’ll shine on, softly burning
in the rain.

Heavy moon,
have you seen my sin?
How the cradle fell, broken
and the bones scattered within?

Heavy moon, were you weeping?
Can I wish upon your scars?
For the cold winter’s creepin’
through these rusting iron bars.

Heavy moon, do you crave release?
chained to time’s revolving,
does your circle ever cease?
And we dance, with bloody hands,
our fates bound to the beast
each step into the darkness,
each breath an elegy.

Old heavy moon, shine down on me
heavy moon, by your grace I’ll be free
when the North Star falls
overturned by sunshine’s call
you will sleep, softly dreaming
in the rain.

Sometimes I wish us wanderers
had easier paths to tread
instead of broken nails,
we’d have silver coins instead.

And the cross that you’ve been dragging
from the gallows straight to morn
is weighed with a thousand sorrows
from the chariot you’ve drawn.

Oh heavy moon, shine down on me
sweet heavy moon, by your grace I’ll be free
where I’m bound, there ain’t no riches
you’re my only currency
silver prayer up in the heavens,
you’re all I’ll ever need.

Magdalena

Song lyrics that have yet to be set to music.  I’ll get around to it eventually.

The Jordan runs down to the ocean
she’s got pilgrims in her hair
Black Madonna, don’t you wanna
dance without a care?

There’s a locket in her pocket
it’s says “I’m almost there,”
she’s almost mine,
fine as wine,
Magdalena.

And I wonder what it’s like
to have a woman that is true
she’s got photographs of every
sinner’s lips she’s ever used.

She says “I am the Tin Girl,
and your heart’s enough for two,”
and I think I almost loved her,
Magdalena.

Mama says I should’ve cursed you
you’re my siren of despair
we had it all, we had to fall
I looked for you everywhere.

Almost with ya
could’ve missed ya
you beautiful nightmare
God sinned when he made you
Magdalena.

The moon rises high and fills sky
why does it give a damn?
There’s a white flag on my front door
warning “Pretty Girls Beware.”

‘Cause the wolf inside will eat ya
and I don’t really care
about those eyes, just like starlight
and the flowers in your hair
soon I’ll forget you, Magdalena.

Long ago I almost loved you
almost had you, guess I lost you
you’re my Lady of Sorrows,
so lay me down forevermore:

In a field white with roses
where the morning star reposes
we’ll toast all of our failings –
I’ll make angels fall like rain.

Mama said I’d curse you
I wish I didn’t care
we almost were
I never heard
of Magdalena.